Once upon a time a man and a woman found out they were going to have a baby. They were delighted. They were scared. Babies are a big deal!
Several months passed and everything was going well. A healthy baby girl arrived and the father and mother joyfully welcomed her into their arms.
A few more months passed for the blissful little family of three. It was almost time for them to celebrate their first Christmas together and they felt so content and blessed. Life was perfect.
Then one day that beautiful little baby took a nap she never woke up from. The father and mother went from picking out the latest toys to choosing a casket. Their lives would never be the same.
Today is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day and I want to honor my first born by talking about the one and only thing I sewed for her. I didn’t have a sewing machine yet and I didn’t know it was something I would one day be very interested in.
It’s just a simple little pumpkin hat made from 4 pieces of felt that I hand stitched together. It’s nothing spectacular but it’s priceless.
Sweet Pea will never know her sister. All I have left of my daughter are memories and box full of treasures. I wish there were more items in that box. I wish we had more time with her. I wish “big sister” wasn’t an abstract concept. I wish I had two precious girls to sew for today. I wish that no other parents have to experience the pain we felt and continue to feel.